I still hear the screams of “all hands on deck”
“I'm sorry darling but this ship is a wreck”
The sails are battered and the rudder is broken,
They were words I longed to hear spoken.
I feared the water but I still crossed the oceans,
Lost to the locker, the locker of your emotions.
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Author:
NauticalNerd (
Offline) - Published: February 15th, 2016 14:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Just testing how I feel.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
love it, great read
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